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Please don't tell me I can't make it It aint gonna do me any good And please don't offer me your modern method I'm fixin' to carve this out of wood From Nogales to Magdalena There are 60 miles of sacred road And the promise is made to those who venture San Francisco will lift your load In the land of old Sonora A shallow river valley cries The summer left her without forgiveness It's mirrored in her children's eyes Prodigle sons and wayward daughters Carry mandalas that they might Be delivered from the depths of darkness And born again by candlelight And born again my candlelight Blisters on my feet Wooden rosary I felt them in my pocket as I ran A bullet in the night Letras de cancionesA federale's life San Francisco do you understand Tell them that I made the journey And tell them that my heart is true I'd like his blessing of forgiveness Before the angels send it through And I will know that I am clean now I will dance and the band will play In the old ... cantina Cups will runneth over the ancient clay And if I should fall to temptation When I return to the evil throws From Nogales to Magdalena As a two time beggar I will go Where I know I can be forgiven The broken heart of Mexico From Letras Mania